"It's good to be here, and the money can't run away. Bai Wenshui smiled.

The ghost head laughed too.

"Let's go, go to the shore and wait!"

The ghost head turned around and gestured to another fishing boat, and the two fishing boats docked one after another, but did not actually land, but kept a certain distance.

At the same time, Fang Zheng approached, looked at the two fishing boats above, and also found a place nearby to go ashore, as soon as he got ashore, the squirrel ran over: "Master, where did you just go?"

"It's time to do what needs to be done. "Founder Road.

"Help?" "The squirrel knew Fang Zheng too well.

Fang Zheng nodded, the squirrel immediately gave Fang Zheng an inquiring look, Fang Zheng gave him an affirmative look, the squirrel suddenly jumped up excitedly, turned a few heels, and then sat on Fang Zheng's shoulder beautifully, and said with a smile: "Master, I knew you were the best! haha......

Fang Zheng was also very relieved to see that the squirrel was happy to be able to save people.

"Huh, Master, everyone has been saved, what are we going to do?" asked the squirrel, puzzled.

"Watch the show!" Fang Zheng said lightly, but his expression was a little solemn, even if he was as cute as a squirrel, he could see the anger hidden in Fang Zheng's eyes! ”

"Amitabha, donor, didn't you say that someone fell into the water? Why didn't you see anyone?" asked Fang Zheng as he approached the crowd of people who wanted to help but couldn't do anything.

The old man sighed and said, "It's late, it's late, that person was still tossing in the water before, and his head popped out." By the time the water came, it had already sunk, and most of this person was gone, hey...... What a man, hey......"

"Donor, the poor monk saw that the two fishing boats had been on the river, why didn't they save people. Fang Zheng asked.

"Save people, it's good if they don't kill people!" Speaking of the fishing boat, the old man's face suddenly hung with boundless anger!

"Hmm, what do you mean by that?" asked Fang Zheng.

The old man snorted coldly and said, "These blood-sucking bastards can't wait for ......"

"Lao Li!" At this moment, a person on the side pulled the old man, and just saw a few people coming over, Lao Li seemed a little jealous.

Lao Li immediately shut up, and after a while, the other party was whispering: "Master, you look like this, you are not a local, right?"

Fang Zheng nodded and said: "No, the poor monk is from the northeast and has traveled around, and he happened to walk here today and saw such a thing." Amitabha Buddha ......"

"It's rare anywhere else, and it's not news anymore. The Yangtze River stretches from west to east, spanning half of China, and no one knows when it will rush down from the upper reaches. Moreover, the current in this vicinity is slow and fast, and when it is slow, there are always people who listen to the persuasion and go into the water to swim. Especially if you are in time for holidays, winter and summer vacations...... Hey, there are many people who finish their lives here every year. Lao Li sighed, highlighting the helplessness in his heart.

Fang Zheng said: "There are so many people here, is there someone who falls into the water and no one saves him?"

"Save, of course!" Lao Li said this, his eyes suddenly glowed, and he said with great pride: "It's not that I, Lao Li, bragging, if you want to say that there are good people in this world, there are definitely a lot of us! In other places, going into the water to rescue people who have fallen into the water, that's news." But in our case, that's the norm! There are too many people who go into the water to save people almost every few days...... Many people are numb. At first, there were still people who reported it, but then no one reported it, and I got used to it. As you saw just now, several good boys have gone into the water to save people, and everyone on the shore is not idle, trying to get a safety rope to help them......"

Although he said that he was used to it, Lao Li's smug and proud look couldn't be suppressed no matter what.

When Fang Zheng heard this, his mood was much better, and sure enough, there are still many good people in this world.

"Since there are so many good people, why doesn't this fishing boat save people?" Fang Zheng asked, wondering in his heart.

"Guess?" Lao Li seemed to want to say something, but those people came over again, Lao Li didn't say much, but patted Fang Zheng's shoulder and said: "Master, there are some things, don't ask, it's useless to ask too much, dry and angry." ”

After speaking, Lao Li shook his head and left.

Fang Zheng didn't give up, chased after him and asked, "The donor is leaving?"

"What can be the result? Waiting to see the heart-rending pain? People are old, they can't bear it, they can't watch it. After Lao Li finished speaking, he waved his hand, his body was also a little rickety, and he said as he walked: "I think we were a hero city back then, and now the hero is going to be pulled into the water, hey...... What kind of world is this......"

"Master, he knows something, but he doesn't say it. The squirrel said unhappily.

Fang Zheng said: "Amitabha, everyone has their own difficulties, he has his own concerns, and it is normal not to say it." However, it's okay not to say it, let's see for ourselves. ”

"Oh. The squirrel nodded as if he didn't understand.

At this time, Fang Zheng saw a man who was not tall and carrying a bag in his hand came over, and the man glanced at Fang Zheng vigilantly, although this monk was a little unbelievable, but he didn't think much about it. After turning around and making sure that everything was fine, he went back to the river and sat down.

There were two people sitting on the side, two men in black clothes in front of the man sat on the ground, one with a flat head and a simple and honest look, and the other with this pigtail and mustache, like a man playing with art. The man took out his cigarette and handed it out to the other three, and the four of them sat by the river smoking cigarettes, waiting for something.

Fang Zheng walked over and saw this, and also walked over.

"Amitabha, a few donors, is there a temple nearby?" Fang Zheng came to a few people, folded his hands in salute, and asked.

The short man glanced at Fang Zheng impatiently, waved his hand and said, "Monk, I don't have time to take care of you, so stay where you are." ”

Fang Zheng glanced at the fishing boat not far behind the four people, the net was still hanging there, and he didn't take it back into the boat, looking at the expressions of several people, it was easy to hear, but a little impatient.

Fang Zheng didn't continue to talk, but took the squirrel to the side.

At that moment, there was a cry in the distance, and then someone was heard shouting, "Where?

Fang Zheng heard the sound and looked over, only to see a group of people running over, one of the women had been crying legs were weak, almost carried over, as soon as they reached the edge of the reservoir, the woman sat directly on the ground, howling and crying: "Lin Zhixian, you bastard, let you not go swimming, you don't listen...... Whining...... What are we going to do if you leave us behind......?"

"Sister Hui, don't cry, let's find a way to get people. A young man whispered as he held the woman.

"Fishing ...... Fishing ...... Catch people! You must catch people!" Xie Hui suddenly came back to his senses and said tremblingly.

Hearing this, the four people who were originally sitting there immediately got up and walked over, and the short man shouted, "Fishing for people?"